bowl and pitcher

we're going to the bowl and pitcher after church today.
ya'll are invited.
i almost hit a herron with a rock (hit from a stick like a baseball bat) when dave and i went there last summer. oops. that bird was a long way down there and i did not see it hidden behind a tree. the screeching and flapping after i startled it let me know it was not too happy about the whole ordeal.
it's a good thing dave it not with us this time: poor alodia was so bored with dave and i wondering around and hitting rocks into the water (while continuing trying to one up eachother with a better hittin stick found).